Analysis of Spillage, save for Me
It happens she’s old
And in her dotage.
She has aches and pain.
And as she tumbles
Over and over down
Her road through smooth
Then rough patches,
Glimpses of herself
She catches
When in her heyday.
Tries to hang on
To hold fast
To something, anything
From her past.
No use, she realizes.
Screams for help,
“May Day, May Day”
A feeble utterance.
Life is on the wane.
There is no one there.
No one hears her.
Scheme | XXA XXXBXBCXDXDXXCX AXX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11011 0001 11101 01110 100101 0111 1110 10101 110 1001 1111 111 11010 101 111100 111 1111 010100 11101 11111 1110 |
Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
Characters | 393 |
Words | 78 |
Sentences | 9 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 15, 3 |
Lines Amount | 21 |
Letters per line (avg) | 15 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 104 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 26 |
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